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“Fuck.” Nat cursed under her breath, gripping the steering wheel hard.
The snow on the wind shield wasn't helping with the icy roads ahead of her. It was difficult to keep the car from sliding around when all she could hear was the obnoxious babble of Misty fucking Quigley in the passenger seat, rambling on about some meaningless nonsense that Nat probably wouldn't care about if she was listening. She was wondering why she had decided to go on this little road trip with Misty.